Twist my arm and tug my sleeve
I mount the globe and then I beg to leave
Blinding sun, demented shade
It's easy to love you from farther away
Slingshot
Slingshot
I'm on top
Slingshot
My heart is right, my aim is true
And Madeline hates me, whatever I do
Too self-aware, I sell my shares
And pray my stock won't plummet enough to meet you there
Slingshot
Slingshot
I'm on top
Slingshot
Twist my arm and tug my sleeve
I mount the globe and then I beg to leave
Blinding sun, demented shade
It's easy to love you from farther away
Slingshot
Slingshot
I'm on top
Slingshot
Slingshot
Slingshot
I'm on top
Slingshot